Fired Up

I'm turning corners with or without supporters, there's so many like me you should've never ignored us,

No longer am I chilling and sitting in these corners, I'm breaking through this abyss and attacking all the borders,

I can't wait and stand straight, that's not an option,

Whether I'm not great and people hate, that's just an assumption,

And fuck all my enemies, who think that they're offending me, who think that they're ending me, who think that they're affecting me,

People claim they're doing something, really they're not doing nothing,

You're not working on new music, so nothing's ever coming,

 

You're a sheep, you follow the crowd, looking for places to meet but your pockets ain't loud, roaming the internet looking for bitches who are down, because you're too sad to socialise with people you know wow,

 

Your life's fake it's all full of lies, your friends are snakes and they're looking to end your life, because you think you're calm but really you're gonna die, and you won't notice it when you get stabbed by that knife,

 

I know my circle, I don't care what you show me, I'm comfy on my ones, with or without my homies, you're all fake snakes and it's bait that you're phony, so don't pretend that we're mates, cause you obviously don't know me,

 

I've been fighting, as I'm writing and typing this song, you've been sighing and providing hate all day long, thinking you're sniping, please stop hyping, you're hiding in the fog, stop getting excited and reciting all your disses and songs, because I'm deciding to start providing shit like this all day long, so if you're hating know my lightning will strike you right in your thong, and if you're battling, I'm betting that you'll lose and you'll be gone, because I'm igniting the true smoke, the type you don't see in your bongs,

 

And I'm just speaking truthfully, there's nothing you can do to me, half the people hating on my shit ain't even hit puberty,

 

I guess I just can't stop or drop, my flow is always on point, unlike my opps,